Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Sheng Boyan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Yan Liang praising him for "doing a good job". Xie Yi pushed the door open and saw waves of fine lines at the end of his deep eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"I haven't seen you smile so happily in years. Do you have any good news to share with me?" Xie Yi said as he walked over and handed him a stack of information.

Sheng Boyan stopped smiling, took the book and flipped through it: "Have you made an appointment with reporter Liu?"

Xie Yi nodded: "He has already gone to the site to investigate. Let's see if he can find a construction worker to understand the situation."

Sheng Boyan picked up the shirt hanging on the back of the chair, put it on and walked out: "Let's go and take a look too."

The two drove to the construction site in Koi Bay. Less than a week after the construction started, the site was in chaos, with piles of sand, cement, steel bars and the like everywhere.

The car couldn't drive through, so the two people got out. Xie Yi called reporter Liu, and soon, a young man in a white shirt with a camera around his neck ran towards them.

His sweat-soaked hair stuck to his forehead, his white shirt had several stains on it, and his black leather shoes were covered in a thick layer of dust.

"Mr. Sheng, Manager Xie, why are you here?" He was running out of breath and wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand.

"Did the workers here provide you with any useful information?" Sheng Boyan asked.

"Two workers reported that they felt like they had a cold after working here for five days. One worker had not had rhinitis for many years, but developed symptoms two days after coming here. Some of their roommates also had a persistent low-grade fever."

Sheng Boyan frowned: "You feel unwell so soon..."

Xie Yi looked indignant: "The original site here was the largest chemical plant in Yancheng. They should have carried out a comprehensive decontamination first. They started the work without decontamination. I don't know how they got the environmental impact assessment report!"

Reporter Liu took out a plastic bag from his bag, which contained some brown-yellow soil lumps: "I took some soil samples and asked a friend to do a test. If the indicators are not up to standard, it means there is something fishy going on."

"Master Gong is an experienced engineer. I went to consult him yesterday." Sheng Boyan's expression was cold and his tone was stern. "He said that the pollution removal work is very complicated and will take months or even years. After completion, it will be tested and evaluated. Only after everything is qualified can the commercial community be built. The environmental impact assessment was completed less than a month after the land was acquired. In the future, people living here will suffer from various cancers due to soil pollution. It is simply a crime!"

Sheng Boyan waved his arms angrily, and reporter Liu and Xie Yi felt angry and worried after hearing this.

"As long as I get solid evidence, I will expose it online! Dig out those evil-hearted beasts." Reporter Liu gritted his teeth.

"Be careful!" Sheng Boyan warned.

"It's okay. What can they do to me in broad daylight? I just don't believe it!"

Sheng Boyan and reporter Liu found a few more workers to learn more about the situation. They were busy until noon and all three of them were a little tired, so they went to eat together.

Sheng Boyan received a call from Sheng Shaojun in the car: "Ah Yan, why did you lie to me? Yan Liang's biological father's last name is 'Wang', not 'Wang'. You knew I was wrong, but you didn't correct me. Are you afraid that I will vent my anger on Yan Liang?"

Sheng Boyan pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Ayan, don't tell me that you knew Yanliang's background from the beginning, but you still got married to her? Are you doing this to get revenge on her?"

"No," Sheng Boyan said in a low voice, "Mom, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly when I get back."

"I don't care what your reason is, you and Yan Liang can never be together in this life! I won't allow it! Your father and sister in the underworld won't allow it either! You must divorce her right now!" Sheng Shaojun lost control of his emotions and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Sheng Boyan rubbed his brows irritably: "Don't get excited, I'll be back soon!"

Xie Yi asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Boyan shook his head weakly: "You guys go eat first, I have something to go home for."

Xie Yi placed his hand on Sheng Boyan's shoulder and pressed: "Don't worry, go ahead."

After sending Xie Yi and reporter Liu to the entrance of a Chinese restaurant, Sheng Boyan stepped on the accelerator and sped back to Dongfu Mansion.

******

When Shen Jianxi heard that Wang Qingwan had arrived at Fanjian Company, he hurriedly drove over.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the office was in a mess. The cups, photo frames, stationery and other items on the table were all swept to the floor.

Wang Qingwan sat behind the chair with a gloomy face, and turned around only when she heard Shen Jianxi's movement.

"What? Are you hiding from me?" Wang Qingwan glanced at Shen Jianxi with a cold expression and a mocking arc at the corner of her lips. "Do you regret getting engaged to me? Are you planning to break off the engagement?"

Shen Jianxi stared at her coldly: "No, grandpa heard the news and asked me to go back to the old house."

"Oh, grandpa is really well-informed. He's over 80 years old and still has sharp ears and eyes." Wang Qingwan's sharp laughter echoed in the air, "Shen Jianxi, even if you bring up the old man, it won't work. You've used the Wang family and you want to use this incident to dump me? Don't even think about it!"

"Calm down!" Shen Jianxi paced a few steps anxiously, "I didn't say anything, but you made up so many things in your mind! Aren't you tired of making trouble?"

"What did I do wrong?" Wang Qingwan's voice became sharp, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist. "When I arrived, I heard the employees whispering that they wanted to revoke my position as design director! Was it your idea?"

Shen Jianxi stared at her for a few seconds and smiled suddenly: "Do you think you can continue to be the design director of Fanjian?"

Wang Qingwan was stung by his words and her body trembled involuntarily. The anger and unwillingness in her eyes gradually faded away, and then a feeling of grievance and fear rose.

"Brother Jianxi, please don't look at me like this." She choked up and looked at Shen Jianxi with sad eyes, "Everyone looks down on me, everyone despises me. If you treat me like this again, I don't know what to do?"

She covered her face with her hands and sobbed, "I have no face to live anymore, I might as well die! But I won't accept it! I won't accept it even if I die!"

Shen Jianxi sighed silently, walked up to her and patted her shoulder.

Wang Qingwan nestled in his arms and burst into tears. She cried until she was hoarse, her shoulders twitching violently, pouring out all the grievances she had suffered in the past two days.

Tears and snot were smeared on Shen Jianxi's clean shirt, and the sticky discomfort made him frown.

"You should rest for a while. When the heat is over, I'll arrange a job for you, or you can go out to study." Shen Jianxi waited until her crying subsided before speaking soothingly.

"Brother Jianxi, are you going to send me away?" Wang Qingwan raised her red and swollen eyes and stared at Shen Jianxi's face in disbelief. "You think I embarrassed you, right? You wish I would disappear immediately and never show up again, just like you did to Yan Liang before, right?"

Shen Jianxi's face suddenly darkened, and he wanted to strangle this outspoken woman to death. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his impulse: "No, don't talk nonsense! I just want you to stay out of the limelight. I believe your father also told you so."

Wang Qingwan was disappointed: "Brother Jianxi, when will you marry me?"

"Maybe after a while." Shen Jianxi answered without thinking.

"How long will it take?"

Shen Jianxi took a deep breath and maintained a calm tone: "After this storm is over, don't worry, I won't regret the engagement!"